Chapter 141 The Truth About Death
The weather in Yuecheng is really hot, Ah Yan, how can you stand it? "And this girl's skin is still so fair, as expected, the royal family and nobles are living a different and comfortable life.

At this time, a maid came in with a basin full of ice cubes.

"Of course it depends on it."

The servant girl put the ice cubes in the room by the window and stepped back.

Looking at the white smoke curling up from the ice cubes, a burst of coolness hits.

"Summer in Moon City is hot and long, so basically every household has a cellar to store ice, otherwise Moon City would be wiped out!"

"What are you doing?" Nan Gongling saw Gong Ziyan sitting at the table, writing something seriously.

"The Sutra of Rebirth, people of the older generation say that the soul of a person who commits suicide cannot be liberated after death. They have to experience the pain of being homeless and helpless, so that they know the price of not cherishing life."

It turned out to be like this, these few days are her mother's memorial day. "Ayan, can I ask you a question?"

Seeing Nangong Ling's cautious look, Gong Ziyan frowned.

"All ears."

"Did you really see your mother die with your own eyes?"

When this question was asked, Nangong Ling regretted it, wishing to slap himself on the ear.

Gong Ziyan was silent.

"Hehehe~ pretend I didn't say it, pretend I didn't say it."

"There's nothing you can't say. I saw it. As rumored outside, the hall was surrounded by water, and it was impossible for anyone to come in."

"She hanged herself in front of the Buddha statue in the main hall. At that time, the ground was red and solidified like blood. It was finally found out that it was candle tears. But she didn't practice at all. The beam is so high. How did she go up?"

Nan Gongling remembered that the beams of the main hall were indeed quite high, and an ordinary person would not be able to climb them.

And what happened to the red candle tears that almost covered the entire hall?It is impossible to prepare so many candles in the hall.

"The ice has melted again, Xiaoyun, change it." Gong Ziyan is also afraid of heat. Although she cultivates spiritual power, she has not cultivated that kind of ice attribute skills, so her ability to resist heat is still very weak.

The maid named Xiaoyun soon came in again with a large basin of ice cubes that had just been taken out of the cellar.

It's frozen!It's frozen!
She got it!

Nan Gongling felt like waking up from a dream when she heard her words.

"Go! I see."

"You crazy girl, what do you know? This princess's jade hand is hurt by you."

Nan Gongling dragged Gong Ziyan and rushed to the outer hall.

I took a look at the layout of the hall.

Gong Ziyan looked at Nan Gongling's appearance and felt inexplicable for a while.

"Hey... Hey! Why did you bring me here?" Gong Ziyan waved her slender fingers in front of Nan Gongling.

This girl won't be hot and stupid!
"Yes! That's it."

Nan Gongling turned her head and supported Gong Ziyan's shoulder excitedly, "I know how your mother committed suicide. Didn't you say that she hanged herself in front of the Buddha statue? Putting it on the beam, she will definitely dance, as long as she stretches her neck into the white silk, she can slide to the center with the help of the Buddha statue."

"As for the candle tears all over the room on the ground, hehe~ In fact, she was the first to light the red candles in the hall, and then moved the ice from the cellar to the red candles. The high temperature of the red candles made the ice melt, and then the ice water mixed with the candle tears Together, it ends up being what you saw when you came in."

(End of this chapter)

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